Aw…Shinzo's not popular anymore…

Carol 2:
The Early Arrival of…a Sibling?!

Mushra tried to sigh, but instead blew dust into his face. He heard the commotion outside, hearing the clanking of metal and the murmurs of his friends.

"Mushra," came Binka's voice, "we're gonna get you out of there!"

"Well, can you hurry up? I'm trying to br—Augh!" An intense, pulling pain at his feet was emerging.

"Pull!" yelled somebody, and the pain emerged again. He then noticed that they were trying to pull, rather yank, him out.

"H-Hey, don't do pulling me apar--!"

"Pull!" Out came his head; he flew through the door and into another wall, falling onto the floor in pain.

"Mushra, are you okay?!" Yakumo asked, concerned. Aside from the dust, Mushra was perfectly fine.

"Um, yeah…wait a minute, what time is it?!"

"3:52 pm," Sago replied, pointing to the clock above him. Mushra flinched, turning his head, slowly and trembling, up towards the clock positioned above his head.

"No-No, this is not good…"

"What's not g--?" Binka started.

"Mushy-mu!" yelled a female voice from down the hallway. A shadowy figure stood at the end, laden with bags, but she now dropped them. Mushra began to make a run for it, scrambling to get down the hallway and out the nearest window. Too bad karma was not on his side.

The figure lunged and embraced him tightly, choking the life out of him. The person was a lavender haired girl with the same eye color as Mushra. She was dressed in a black Chinese like suit with an orange belt at her waist; her shoes and gloves were almost the same as Mushra's. On her right arm was another orange ribbon tied about halfway down her bicep.

"Mu-Murishi!" Mushra struggled to say, his face turning blue.

"Mushy-mu, you've grown!" Murishi said, hugging him tighter. Yakumo lightly tapped her on her shoulder.

"Um, excuse me, miss, but you're killing Mushra." Murishi looked at her brother before letting go of him, making Mushra gasp and cough for air.

"Sorry, bro. Anyway, I'm Murishi, his sister. I take it you're Yakumo, Binka, Sago, Kutal, and Mushra?" she asked, pointing to every person.

"Why, um, yes, we are," Yakumo answered, still looking at the similarities between the two. Yes, they were similar all right. Same hair, eyes…er, personality? Murishi then held up a bag and looked through it, searching for something. Then, pulling out five boxes, handed them to each person.

"Mushy-mu, what would you like for Christmas? I have fruitcake and chocolate!"

"Murishi, nobody likes fruitcake. All I want for Christmas is Death…," Mushra told her darkly, holding up to her face a picture of a shadowy, black-cloaked person, whose face, was concealed. It held out a hand pointing somewhere.

"Oh come on, you're not serious are you? Get into the holiday spirit!" Murishi then began to push Mushra out the hall. "To the caroling quad!"

"N-No, no, Murishi stop this, No! Help!" Too late. His sister, who seemed to love enjoying Mushra's torture somehow, dragged him to an area in the city, forcing him to sing a bunch of Christmas carols. Poor flame enterrean…

Kutal couldn't contain his laughter any longer. Out he burst, laughing his butt off.

"Mushy-mu? Hahahahaha!"

"Kutal, shut—hahaha-up! Mushra hates it when we laugh at him."

"It was funny though, admit it, Sago," Binka told him, her right hand hiding her grin. Yakumo couldn't help but giggle herself, smiling at her friends' antics. Mushrambo, briskly grabbing Yakumo by her waist, drew her in.

"Yakumo, we should start packing for that cruise," he told her. Yakumo blushed and still giggled.

"Alright, Mushrambo," she answered.

Uh…Mushrambolover, don't kill me!! I know, I know, you don't like Yakumo pired with Mushrambo, but I had to put something to end it!! Anyway, please review guys!